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John Rolland

Helpful Eyes

You are my russian girl,
don't need blond hair accent,
you are my italian girl
full of round tomato kisses,
you are my brasilian girl,
I need moving samba breast,
you are my friendly girl
faithful as a mystic bird.

You are my sweedish girl,
can talk about everything,
you are my chinese girl
wandering with playful legs,
you are my french looking girl,
never notice any misery,
you are my friendly girl
universal as your helpful eyes.

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I want to talk about my city

I want to talk about my city,
Of her tired people who stride over her windy streets,
who have eyes wetter than western rains,
They work from the morning till evening
In arsenals starving for flesh and for sweats,
They walk nudes and without honor
Against vises which clasp their hearts,
I want to speak about my city,
Of these storekeepers who sell the past
To the visitors coming to plunder the rests of the wind,
Of these salesmen of roast chestnuts who the winter
Hours stay to shout in the cold wind
Cursing the anonymous glance of the passers-by,
Of these bakers raised at dawn
Who smile by selling warm croissants
To customers become foreigners of them own families,
I want to speak about my city,
Of her wild streets in the flavors of distant salts
Of her Russian, American, Indian sailors
With eyes cleansed by travels,

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